In the realm of whispered dreams,
Where twilight meets the dawn,
Teenage hearts dance in silent screams,
Seeking where they truly belong.
A tapestry of hope and doubt,
Woven with threads of fleeting time,
They wander paths both in and out,
In search of rhythms and rhyme.
With eyes that hold the universe,
And voices yet to find their song,
They face the world, both blessing and curse,
With courage to right every wrong.
In the echoes of their laughter,
Lie stories untold and bold,
Teenage hearts, forever after,
In their hands, the future they hold.